Hello! I just wanna say a couple of things
LOVE LOVE LOVE your art style and Organic M Sonic AU. I always have a big dumb grin seeing your art on my timeline and I wish you the best of health, yummy snacks, vibes and all good things heading your way! 💞💞💞 Truly incredible
I have been snooping on your site ( im embarrassed to say every day lol ) and I noticed some old art of what looks like organic Metal Knuckles? Will you do anything thing with him and Tails doll in the future?
3. Also what are your thoughts on Android Shadow from Heroes/SHTH, Hard Boiled Heavies from Mania and Fang MK2 from superstars? Since they are in the eggman robot family ( ? )
Anyway I hope you have a fantastic day and keep up the good work! :) 🎉🌟
Here's a 2 min doodle as a gift! Sorry my drawings are chicken scratch lol
I have a couple of things I wanna say to you too.
1. Thank you so much for your kind words and support!! I'm happy to hear you feel that way about my work! 💕 I wish you the very best and I hope you have a good day or a good night! ✨
2. "Organic" Metal Knuckles was just a concept.. nothing much to it as I was only focusing on Metal. BUT!!! As I'm developing new ideas and other stuff. I'm rethinking of a new design for both Metal Knuckles and Tails (doll) in the future!!!
3. Android Shadow is pretty cool. Piss man yellow man. I know there's more colors than yellow but that one is my favorite.
I never got to finish Mania but I love the Hard Boiled Heavies from their awesome colorful design. I actually drew Heavy King not too long ago...
Unfortunately, I haven't played Superstars yet but, holy shit?? BIG FANG MECHA ROBOT??
Anyways, Thank you so much for your support and the AWESOME DOODLE!! I LOVE IT!
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ok since we’re being dirty filthy whores….. i want eddie pissing INSIDE me, making me hold it, releasing it on the toilet myself.
You… have no idea what you’re asking of me. My residency on hell road is solidified. I tweaked this a bit, so I hope you don’t mind? :P
Filth is below the cut! Obviously we are gonna have watersports, so… Master kink too! This is pretty intense, be warned, lol.
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You really didn’t mean to be a brat all day, it just… well, it happened. Combine that with the stress you’ve been under lately and you’d sort of taken it all out on Eddie. He had raised a chocolate brow, a look of incredulous wonder painted on his defined features. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and tutted, then told you to ‘get the fuck in the van and keep your mouth shut.’ You knew Eddie would never be so casually mean with you, not purposely. And his tone suggested where it was headed.
And that is how you’re in your current predicament, laid out in the back of his van on several old blankets, accepting another water he’d given you without any protests. You’d stopped begging him to let you pee an hour ago. He’d driven you to a clearing out near Lover’s Lake after filling his cooler full of sodas and waters, a sneer on his plush mouth, a plan in his devious, curly little head. Eddie crushes a can of Coke in his fist, tossing it behind your head, furthering his vehicular clutter. You whine and shift, pressing your tight clad thighs together.
For a fleeting moment, as Eddie turns to look at you in the Autumn breeze, his hair billowing out behind him, you think he’s going to give you a break. When his chocolate irises give way to dilating pupils, your stomach sinks into your cunt. He lets his hand slide down against the growing swell in his denim jeans, snapping his fingers at you. “Everything from the waist down comes off. Now.”
You know better than to protest him, that look in his eyes shaving off any remaining color his irises hold. It’s embarrassing that you’re this wet through your leggings and they cling to your soaked panties, that also pull off strings of your arousal when you tug them down and place them behind you, the cool air making you tighten your muscles and close your legs automatically to resist that urge in your bladder. Eddie shakes his head as he’s shrugging out of his leather jacket and denim vest, throwing beside your head, undoing his belt.
“Spread your legs for me and lay back.”
This time you can’t hide your nervous whimper, an ache slicing through your tummy. You bite into the top of your lip and nod. “Yes, sir.”
Eddie’s stance shifts, his cock rock hard. It’ll be less difficult for him since he’ll be inside of you. He can’t contain the words that flow off his delicious lips. “I’m gonna fill you so fuckin’ full of my piss that you’re gonna cry.”
You choke on a soft cry, Eddie briefly faltering, raising a brow as he tilts his head. “That… good? Okay?”
You throw caution to the wind, eager to have something this filthy occur between you and Eddie. Without being asked you edge your ass on the end of the van floor, still on the blankets but hovering over the dirt below. You fall back, chest heaving with pained breaths, heart beat rushing through your ears, drowning you in static. Eddie steps into the space between your thighs, truly seeing how soaked you are, his doubts about your want for the situation become obliterated. He’s surprised at how gone his voice is when he rasps out his next sentence, thumb slicking down the soaked seam of your cunt. “Fuck, sweetheart. Someone really wants to be filled with her master’s piss, doesn’t she?”
“Please, baby.” You whine, gone, tears gathering in your eyes.
Eddie shushes you and finally pushes down his pants and boxers, his cock flushed and ready for you. He grips around the base, slapping your clit with it. You can’t see anything from your position, choosing to feel what he’s bestowing upon you. Still, he checks in.
“Gonna put my cock in now, yeah?”
You simply moan in response, widening your thighs, exposed more than you’ve ever remembered being as your feet plant into a prop on the bumper of Eddie’s van.
He slides in easily, a squelch echoing in the vast expanse of the woods surrounding you. Your hands fists into the blankets at your sides, Eddie pushing it until his full balls are nesting at the globes of your ass. He bends to meet you, kissing your chin in a stretch of his lanky body, shirt riding up and exposing his happy trail. You open your eyes to watch his hand slide into your sides and brush his fingers along your cheek, whispering into the cove of your mouth, pausing to give you time to adjust. “You’re so fuckin’ wet, you know that? M’ proud of you, princess. Doin’ so good taking me, holding it.”
“Eds, I don’t think I can much longer.” He drinks in your soft sighs and moves himself into the first stroke, both of you losing yourselves into it.
“Just gonna give you a little, then you’ll get filled up, kay?”
“O-okay. So much. Love you.”
“Oh, baby. Master loves his little angel too. More than anything.”
Eddie gives you a few more languid thrusts, that achingly, slippery glide making your toes curl. It’s when he stops that you’re lifting your head in time to see him toss his head back, clench his teeth, nose scrunching, and you’re flooded with a deep warmth. Your mouth drops open as you arch your back, panting, raising up to try and see what you can. Eddie’s having trouble not cumming on the spot, cupping the back of your neck and bringing you upright, both of you watching as he slides out enough that you see his piss spilling out all around his cock and from your cunt.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You feel me using you like this? Pussy full of my piss.”
He suddenly hisses through his teeth as you clamp down on him, trying to close your legs, begging yourself to be good. And he loses his resolve, abruptly sliding from you in a wet plop, his cock covered in his own spray and your creamy arousal, soaking the curls around his shaft. All of his release pours out and soaks the earth, and he steps close to you, beginning to stroke himself, teeth nipping your ear as he leans in close and says, “Piss for me. Fuckin’ do it now.”
Your body obeys Eddie before you do, hand in hand, jumping into off of that pleasurable precipice. It’s a filthy mess when you let go. Loud and a lot more than you anticipated, Eddie growling, tugging his cock directly underneath the spray as he noses your top away from your shoulder and bites into the flesh. He’s encouraging you, nipping, hand drenched and fisting his fat cock. “Pussy looks so pretty pissing for me.”
He lets his other hand slide against your cunt and presses his thumb into your clit, thrumming it fast circles, now nosing into your neck. “M’ gonna cum. You wanna cum with me, princess? Think you can do it while you’re—“ He cuts himself off with a throaty laugh, and you’re a goner.
That coil is so violent, combining with the relief of letting yourself pee after holding it for a while, and you’re cumming so hard that Eddie has to hold you upright by pressing himself against you, eyes wide. “Shit, baby. You cummin’ right now? S’ a good girl for me. Innit that right, princess? Cum and piss all over your master’s cock.”
Your head falls into his shoulder as you literally sob, fucked out and drunk on the haze of lust. Eddie twists his hand and aims himself at your cunt, you stopping once there’s a puddle beneath you, ass soaked, bumper wet, and both of you a mess. He spreads your lips apart as he spurts his release right against your clit with a loud and throaty cry, hand gripping the van door from the intensity of his own orgasm. It takes a few seconds, and he is huffing and moving away to survey the damage, trying not to let his shaky legs take him away. He spots a mixture of translucent cream and piss dripping off your cunt and down your ass.
You are looking at him with your glassy eyes and he recognizes those tears, separates them from anything bad. He leans in for a kiss, then another, nosing your nose with a cute smoosh. “You were fuckin’ incredible, baby. You alright? Still with me?”
“For now.” You manage with a knowing smirk.
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